My July was the month of the Guns N’ Roses obsession (again). I saw them live and I cried and it was the best day. Street performers played Guns songs and dance circles formed around them as the herd walked toward the stadium. All the pedicabs in the vicinity were blaring Guns. Almost every person around was wearing a GNR shirt, or, even better, dressed…
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